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After bidding her goodluck outside the lecture theatre, I slowly made my way to the library. Climbing the stairs up to the fourth floor, moving towards the corner of "not-so-cold" as deemed by Meenakshi. Realizing no one was there, as though they had left without a word during my absence, I grabbed the chair and wondered what to text Meena. A thought of "HAH! I knew you couldn't stay til the library closes" manifested itself. Before I could sit myself, an epiphany struck me as I realized that she sat herself in the same exact spot. Except, one floor up. Noticing my careless mistake, biting my lips, and heaving a soft sigh at my lack of memory, I trudged silently towards the stairs again.

And this was the second time something of this nature had transpired today. Kind of stupid of me.

Meh.